Okay, it is late on a school night and what am I doing? blogging of course, it is what I do. Well, I found Sita, Willy's girl. Man, she mentioned ash but not me, bizzatch. Ha. Anyway, what a weekend. I had mucho fun going to see The Last samurai with my second-cousin Lupe and my mom. And we went to dinner at a Mexican restaurant and I spoke Spanish to the guy then he started to speak extremely fast and fluent Spanish, I just nodded and asked for a burrito with no meat (veggie burrito was on the menu, he knew what I was talking about I guess) and a lot of cheese. He kinda go the point that I am not Mexican. Damn, I wish I had ethnicity. I just spent three hours watching anime and catching up on my favorite online mangas and I still am not Japanese, why oh why am I so plagued?My hair is in disarray right now because I was leaning on my hair in a very odd position to watch Cowboy Bebop. I am afraid that I will never again leave my bed once I find a way to get my monitor close enough to my bed. With all the wireless stuff, I may never have to leave my room beyond restroom runs. Speaking of which, I drank so much Mountain Dew today. I was out on a drive to the beach with my family, well, me, Mum, Dad and Annie (Frankie didn't wake up till about five at night or so, the lucky bastard). We ate at that Taco Bell by the coats in Pacifica and I wished I had my board with me, the surf was so nice, cold as all raging heck, but awesomely nice waves. Oh, and there were baby seagulls there, so adorable. And Saturday was so much fun. I went out with Heather, Romero and Rosana. First, we met up with Rosana at the Great Mall theaters and we were so afraid that Rosana had left because we were late, that the lord she walked up to us after a few minutes. We went to get out tickets and I paid in mostly change, which was actually a lot of fun. My buddy John from Drama class last semester was working there once we got in the door. We chatted a little, he is pretty quiet so mostly it was me talking and saying weird stuff, of course, then me and Rosana caught up with Heather and Romero in the actual screen-room-thing-a-ma-bobber. We saw Win a Date With Tad Hamilton and that movie was so funny and sweet, I loved it. It was mucho fun to watch with everyone. I so have a singed photo of the guy who plays Tad Hamilton. Man, he is hot, but the Pete guy in the movie is way hotter. So yeah, my weekend is now over and I don't know what to do. I know, theoretically, that the best thing to do now would be to go to sleep but as Bryan says, Damn Vulcan logic. And that is why I am here tapdancing on my keyboard. That and my shoulder blade on the right side hurts kinda and it is bugging me because I am not in my tilting chair of super-power-doom but just in a regular chair and I am leaning to one side to ease up on the shoulder. I look like half a hunchback. I want voice recognition on this computer so I can sit in bed and type by just saying what I want to. I know I would have very long posts if I could do that. And I would be able to say what I mean without stumbling over the words like I do when I type. That and I suck at typing which is funny considering how much typing I do in this damn blog. This is the one address I have done the most in and it isn't even my favorite. I still remember the first time I saw the blog post form. I had no idea what HTML and all that shizzy were. I have a few templates I want to try out for while. If they don't work, I will go back to this one, which has strangely kinda held on to my blog for a while now. I hate picture hosting and they hate me too, the bastards. I need to host all my images on the friends hook-up sites. Not very healthy, I am sure. Oh, and I am on some new med, no longer am I a slave to Zoloft, I am now a Lexipro junkie. This Lexipro stuff is nasty. I accidentally left the tab in my mouth and it started to dissolve, it was so bad tasting I almost threw up. Yeah, so I know better now, I am going to have water ready when I try and down the fucker. I know I have some work to do before classes tomorrow. Not much, I did enough of it this weekend that I am not stressing over that little bit. I can feel Valentines day getting closer now. And I know I will be alone and my friends will have guys who give them gifts and guys who wish they were with her. I will be the amusing"one-of-the-guys" girl who has no feelings and would never want to be treated like something to be taken care of. Or held. Or loved, damnit. Can you tell how bitter I am? I will sleep alone with only one of the dogs to keep the sheets warm in my absence. Almost makes me wish I had kept Timmy just to make me feel wanted. But, yeah, he was a little too into me and I know why. I hate to have used people but hell, it happens. Did anybody else notice the HORRENDOUS grammar on that little quiz below? The darkness one. Yeah, that grammar hurts me... Deep down inside.
P.S. ha, I think this is a bad sign but when I spellchecked that, it tried to turn "Lexipro" into "Lucifer."
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